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patry 🇵🇸🇨🇩🇸
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“I … I didn’t think you’d show up—”
A very portly gnome stepped into the light carrying a watering can.
“Your Highness!” he said, bowing. “I did not know you would recognize the services of a garden gnome, but I am much obliged by your acknowledgment! I did not realize my services were so needed! I have been much concerned about the hydration of the wall roses on this particular balcony, so—”
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A very portly gnome stepped into the light carrying a watering can.
“Your Highness!” he said, bowing. “I did not know you would recognize the services of a garden gnome, but I am much obliged by your acknowledgment! I did not realize my services were so needed! I have been much concerned about the hydration of the wall roses on this particular balcony, so—”
patry 🇵🇸🇨🇩🇸
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“Your mother is besting me at poison chess,” groaned Eustis. “Again, I might add. I am at death’s door.”
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Ashley
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got this on audio so thought it’d give it another try
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“At least she spared us one of those villainous monologues.”
“I actually like those,” said Arris. “Knowing someone’s motivations allows me to forgive them and find peace.”
Yvlle sighed. “This is part of the reason why women keep trying to kill you, Brother.”
— Sep 03, 2026 07:12AM
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“I actually like those,” said Arris. “Knowing someone’s motivations allows me to forgive them and find peace.”
Yvlle sighed. “This is part of the reason why women keep trying to kill you, Brother.”
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“It was a terrible poem. So terrible in fact that when he read it aloud, a stray wind found itself so offended that it swept the paper off the breakfast table and straight into the fire. His sister had muttered a weak “Oh no” and Arris had never written a poem again.”
— Sep 03, 2026 05:07AM
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“It was a terrible poem. So terrible in fact that when he read it aloud, a stray wind found itself so offended that it swept the paper off the breakfast table and straight into the fire. His sister had muttered a weak “Oh no” and Arris had never written a poem again.”
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“I suppose you expect me to say something wise here, considering my status as an ancient, mythical being and whatnot,” said the wyvern.
“Are you ancient?”
“Oh yes,” said the wyvern. “I take great care of my fur though, so you would not be able to tell.”
— Sep 03, 2026 04:14AM
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“Are you ancient?”
“Oh yes,” said the wyvern. “I take great care of my fur though, so you would not be able to tell.”
Hazel
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Now I finally understand what's going on... I think 🤔
— Sep 02, 2026 09:40PM
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"Some of his books did not even wish to be read, but longed to be used as tables for mugs of tea that might only be sipped from once or twice before being sacrificed in the pursuit of endless daydreaming."
— Sep 02, 2026 03:05PM
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